If wealth is lost, nothing is lost.
If health is lost, something is lost.
If character is lost, everything is lost.
If health is lost, something is lost.
If character is lost, everything is lost.
-- Something my class teacher of Class VII used to tell us
unruly kids at least once a week. Not a few times have I tormented her.
Yet, when I met her one day long after school days, she was
all warmth and smiles. The one thing she told me jokingly was: "I will
never forget you Harish. Nobody has made me run around as much you
have." That moment, I touched her feet, seeking blessings and
forgiveness for the tough times I gave her as an adolescent.
Chitra miss. Whatever little character I have, you have had
an immeasurable role in moulding it during and after my days as your
student.
Bless you, wherever you are...
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